A/N: Thanks to the people who alerted this story, and for the comments, I love them all. Please comment and make me happy! XD. And btw I know my Gossip Girl imitation sucks :P
Ok so for this I'm only spending a little time on the present, hope that's ok. This chapter kinda sucks and has no effect on the story, and I was tired when I wrote it. Don't be too harsh…
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12/25/08 – Christmas (5 pm)
Hey, Upper East siders, Gossip Girl here. As you all know B is having a lush Christmas party tonight, and from what I hear, C is planning to attend. Be careful, this queen B might sting.
12/25/08 – Christmas at the Waldorf's (10 pm)
Chuck tried to remember the reason he showed up for this. Oh, right. His dad made him. And, of course, Eleanor just had to seat Chuck and Blair next to each other at dinner. Sometimes Blair regrets not telling her mother about what happened between them.
They tried to ignore each other. They tried to talk with their friends. They tried not to think about each other.
Tried, and failed.
During the appetizers, they were fine. People were keeping Blair busy, discussing how beautiful she was, how her mother's a creative genius, how this was a fabulous party. Chuck was skimming the room, looking for prey. Not one thought about each other.
The soup course was okay, too. A slightly tipsy Eleanor was telling an absolutely scandalous story about her recent trip to London. Blair and Chuck listened, their minds occupied with visions of Eleanor trying to pick up men at a bar.
At the fish course, things started getting bad. Memories of the limo slipped into their thoughts when Chuck accidentally (sincerely accidentally, this time) touched her thigh when he tried to retrieve his napkin.
It started getting worse during the entrées. Blair, disappointed the steak was medium instead of well-done let out a sigh, which triggered recollections (and other sensations) for Chuck. He had to retaliate, so he groaned. Blair blushed.
Dessert was horrifying.
Serena hummed a song they had sex to.
Their minds were dirtier than Chuck's on a good day.
And onlookers think they've grown apart.
12/31/08 – New Year's Eve at the van der Woodsen's/Basses
Blair was only there because this was Serena's party.
At first she thought she would have fun. She was "Queen B" again (Little J had no chance) and she gotten accepted early decision from Yale. Yes, a few days ago she had a minor setback, but, for the most part, everything was fine. Well, academically and on the social latter.
If some one had asked Blair why she was so troubled, she either would say "None of your business" or something to do with Nate, who Blair doesn't really care about at the moment. Of course, the real reason was simple: Chuck Bass was co-hosting this party.
The night could've been salvaged, if, Serena hadn't put on a song the limo driver did months before to drown out Blair's moans.
Present Day
To calm Blair down, she turned on the radio (something she hasn't done in years)
Good God.
A song they've consummated their marriage to was playing.